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Chapter 815 The Strongest Knight

Blaze left the Sunhorn Sword he forged in the hands of the knight. In terms of quality, the Sunhorn Sword is slightly inferior to the Crystal Greatsword, but it is far ahead in name.

To be honest, Blaze actually knew that the stranger would really want the crystal sword in his hand, because the name was very contrasting, and the more contrasting it was, the more the stranger wanted it.

But this name is really not suitable for the current territory of the Golden Kingdom.

Blaze promised that if someone inherited the armor and discovered that the armor actually had a unique weapon and was given a mission to find it, he would definitely hand over the crystal sword.

If this situation had not happened... this greatsword would probably be sleeping in his warehouse now.

As Blaze got closer and closer to the central castle, the probability of the Evil Soul Knights appearing began to increase. They wandered around the central castle, instinctively preventing anyone from getting close.

If you defeat these evil spirit knights, you can inherit their armor, so Blaze deliberately avoids those evil spirit knights and leaves the opportunity to challenge to strangers.

despair--

Blaze's feet landed on the steps. He looked up and saw the majestic central castle right in front of him. He would reach the central castle by walking up the long steps.

At this moment, it didn’t matter whether this central castle was Silver City or not. The word "Princess" echoed in his mind, making him speed up his pace unconsciously.

He was also very curious about the Golden Princess who appeared in the Black Beast Knight's last memory.

However, when he thought that the Golden Kingdom came from the moon, Blaze couldn't help but wonder if this golden princess would look like Audrey.

despair--

Blaze paused and subconsciously lowered his body to prepare for the enemy. An extremely burly figure appeared at the end of the stairs with his hands on his chest and a big sword in his hand, looking intimidating without even showing any anger.

Blaze didn't see the true appearance of the figure, but when he saw the shadow on the ground, he subconsciously assumed a fighting stance.

It was not just that he sensed danger, but also part of the Black Beast Knight's instinct.

Blaze knew him, he had appeared in the memory that Black Beast Knight showed him.

That was the strongest knight of the Golden Kingdom, wearing the strongest soul steel armor [Saint].

"Huh..." Blaze took a deep breath, stood up straight, slowly walked up the stairs, and saw clearly what was in front of him.

It was a suit of armor that remained in the state of a statue.

Even the strongest knight of the Golden Kingdom would be consumed in these endless years.

Blaze just took a step to the side, intending to go around the statue of the strongest armor. The moment his foot was about to land on the steps, a tiny cracking sound was heard.

Blaze's eyes suddenly turned and looked at the armored statue that was shoulder to shoulder with him. Under the hollow helmet mask, a pair of sharp eyes looked at him.

In less than 0.1 seconds, the armored statue moved, and its right hand released the giant sword and grabbed Blaze's collar.

That action was just like dealing with a disobedient little animal.

At the same time, Blaze raised his left hand, which collided with the armored statue's right hand. Blaze's left hand shook, but the armored statue's right hand did not bounce away.

The armored statue expressed surprise, and then spoke intermittently, as if it was adapting to the voice that had not spoken for who knows how long.

“I… ahem… I… you… I originally wanted to say that you were not qualified to step up, but I didn’t expect that you’ve made a lot of progress after being kicked out for so long. So I’ll reluctantly praise you.” The voice in the armored statue gradually became smoother, and the arrogant voice of a young man came out of it.

"Let me see how much you've grown, little brat!"

The armored statue raised a greatsword in its left hand and slashed at Blaze diagonally as if to chop off his leg.

boom--

A fierce gale broke out at the end of the long steps, raising dust. The outer shell of the stone sword gradually fell off, revealing the dazzling gold inside. The golden sword was blocked by the silver twisted blade.

"Using a sneak attack posture and shouting such high-sounding words, is this the strongest knight?" Blaze raised his chin and looked at the armored statue in front of him.

The outer shell of the armor fell off layer by layer, and brilliant golden light emanated from it.

He had never seen such luxurious armor.

It looked like it was made entirely of gold, with bits of silver around the edges and embellished with precious gems.

"It seems that you are not just good at talking." The strongest knight put the big sword behind his back, and then the whole set of armor turned into particles of light and disappeared. A strong and burly, but very young-looking young man appeared in front of Blaze.

The young man was very handsome, with a scar on his left eye, which made him look not like a vase but a mighty warrior.

"Aren't you going to take off your armor? Ah, I forgot, you are cursed, and it was me who cursed you, so you can't take off your armor."

Blaze took a deep breath, this man's mouth really stinks, and it's like the snake had expected something like this to happen and returned to his body.

If Snake stood aside, he would undoubtedly be regarded as the slick guy who started the trouble. At that time, Blaze might not just listen with a headache, but would smash the other party's head.

"What's your name?"

"Your talking skills have improved a lot more than your physical skills, you're a clever and shortcut-oriented guy." The young man touched his chin, his words still merciless, but his eyes stayed on the scars on Blaze's armor that were left after countless battles.

"Don't forget my name, the strongest knight, O'Neill Jonathan!"

"From the Golden Country, a gift from God... This name doesn't have any special meaning."

"You forgetful little brat, do you want to use a good name to make yourself a good person?" O'Neill raised his eyebrows, with a malicious and eager smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Would you like me to help you recall your knight training?"

"Haa ...

Olier Jonathan, no matter what you say to this guy, he will always invite you to "fight". Although he calls him a brat, you can tell who is the brat at a glance.

"I want to lift the curse of the armor."

"Tsk, what an unromantic guy! Battle is the best opportunity to get to know each other." Oriel smacked his lips regretfully and raised his hand to point to the huge castle behind him.

"Then go and return the armor, accept the trial to become a knight again, and complete the test with your own strength."

"Instead of relying on the evil cheating method of increasing strength by killing the enemy."

(End of this chapter)